If it wasn’t for the fact that Mateo and Carlos were still out there, or my mom having stolen my life savings and run off, or that I hadn’t told Lorenzo that it was over…the day would have been pretty perfect.
I was lying in Beast’s arms, my body tired and aching after spending most of the day in bed with him. I was sore, exhausted, but so happy. We just needed to get through the next couple of days and that would be it. We could be like this every day. This could be our life.
Me and Beast.
Beast and I.
Together.
I hadn’t known that I wanted or needed a man like Beast until he’d come into my life, but now that he was in it I didn’t ever want to let him go. I wasn’t stupid enough to believe that he was some boy scout who helped old ladies across the street or had a five-year plan. That he wanted a white picket fence and a healthy retirement option. He was none of the things that I’d always sought out, and yet he was exactly what I needed.
He was currently snoring like a freight train after our sixth or seventh time having sex, and though I was exhausted too, I couldn’t sleep. The prospect of the future was too exciting, and I found that every time I closed my eyes my body tingled for his attention.
I decided to get up and make some coffee because sleep clearly wasn’t coming for me, and I snuck out of bed without disturbing Beast. Beast…the name still kind of threw me, and I realized that I didn’t actually know his real name. I’d never asked and he’d never said, and though it should have been important, it wasn’t. He was Beast and I was Belle and that was all that mattered.
Wrapped in my dressing gown, I made coffee and then opened my front door so I could sit on the steps and watch the sun coming up. It was a favorite pastime and something that I used to do a lot when I’d first moved there, but I’d been so busy with work for the past year that I hadn’t had the chance to do it.
There was something about watching the sun come up that made me feel good. Watching the birth of a new day was almost godly, and I felt blessed each and every time. I sipped my coffee, watching as the orange and yellow glow rose slowly above the trees, casting warmth on my face as it finally reached me.
I wasn’t sure what was going to happen between me and Beast. Could it actually work? Would his club ever accept me after what I’d done? Would Jenna ever accept him? I didn’t know the answer to any of those questions, but I was willing to try to find out. For the first time in my life, I felt complete. I’d been searching for who I really was, thinking my parents could solve the riddle for me, but the whole time the answer had been with me. Being with Beast had helped me see that. Maybe it was the way he accepted himself that helped me to do the same. Or maybe it was that he accepted me and gave me confidence I’d never had before. Either way, I felt whole. Like a jigsaw that had finally been finished.
I heard Beast’s snoring stop and then the trailer creak and groan as he got up, and several moments later he came and found me.
“Everything okay?” he asked, running a hand through his loose hair and yawning. He was topless and I watched him stretch, each thick band of muscle moving beneath the skin.
“I am now,” I said, worrying my bottom lip.
His sleepy expression fell into a dirty smirk as he looked down on me. “Oh yeah?”
I nodded, put my mug down on the steps, and stood up. “Much better now.”
His nostrils flared as my hands went to the tie at my waist and slowly untied it. The two sides of my dressing gown slipped apart, revealing my naked body underneath, and he automatically reached out, cupping one of my breasts in one of his large hands.
“Fuck, Belle, aren’t you sore?” he asked, sounding genuinely concerned even as he was pushing me back against the doorframe. His head lowered to take my nipple into his mouth and suck on the hard, pink nub, and I arched back and groaned.
“Yes, but I still want more,” I sighed, my hand going to his hair as his other hand slipped between my legs, pushing them apart so he could push a thick finger inside of me. I gasped as he stretched me wide. My body was already ready for him and I fumbled at his jeans.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he mumbled, his mouth working its way up from my breasts to my throat.
“So don’t,” I sighed, lifting a leg up to his waist to give him deeper access to my body. He knew exactly the spot that I liked, and he hooked his finger and hit it repeatedly until I was a trembling mess on the brink of an orgasm within seconds.
I’d finally gotten his jeans open and was frantically pushing them down his thighs when his cell began to ring. Beast hesitated until I gripped him in my hand and began to slide up and down his hard length. He grunted against my throat, his mouth moving up to my chin, nibbling and licking a path to my mouth where we fell into a kiss.
I hooked my leg around his back, wanting to coax him inside of me, but he was so much taller than me that it was never going to work. He realized what I was trying to do and his hands gripped my waist, lifting me up and pulling me back down onto his hard length. He filled me up as I gasped into his open mouth, my hands in his hair as he thrust slowly and deliciously into my body, setting every nerve ending on fire.
“Oh God…” I cried into his mouth, my body ready to go off like a firework already. “Beast…” I cried out as he thrust harder and harder, my entire trailer rocking dangerously. He slid in and out of me, hitting every nerve and setting them off until I was exploding around him like a Fourth of July firework.
I threw my head back and cried out into the early morning air, not caring who or what I woke up, and he continue to push into me harder and harder until the force of his thrusts made the entire trailer shake in its foundations. I felt him swell inside of me before finally coming in a flurry of thrusts andfuck me’s as he found his own release.
Beast pressed his forehead against mine as our breathing slowed, and then he kissed me like it was our first kiss. His tongue moving slowly, tenderly, his hips still rocking gently into me, each delicious movement turning my mind and my body to Jell-O.
His kisses were possessive, yet delicate in their own way. Raw and carnal. With Beast there was no such thing asjust a kiss. With Beast there was onlyend-of-the-worldkisses, that he gave everything he was into.
Slowly, he slid out of me and lowered me back to the ground. “Fuck, Belle,” he grunted. He pushed his hands into my hair, pushing it back from my face and tipping me up to look at him. His eyes searched my face for a moment, and it felt like he could see into my soul. Like he could see every wrong or right thing I’d ever done in my life. Satisfied with what he saw, he ran a thumb across my swollen bottom lip.
“Ain’t never letting you go,” he finally said, his voice hoarse and his gaze burning with intensity. “Not fuckin’ ever.”
My face split into a smile and his thumb ran across my lip again as he smiled right back.
